I have positive news on the potty training front. We seemed to have reached some sort of milestone. No accidents in the last 6 days. And Mr. Duncan Doodle is doing pretty well too!
I have been taking him out, sometimes in the middle of the night, chanting the word "potty" in a cult-like voice as he goes so he'll associate the word with the action and do it on command, something I, for one, cannot do myself. Because this seems to have worked and he now immediately stops playing and does his business when I say this word, I have to be very careful not to say it in the house. I've been whispering it through this entire post because he's curled up in a ball next to me and I'm not sure if he's sleeping.
The point is, I think Mr. Duncan Doodle is well on his way to being potty trained, and I may be on my way to getting some sanity back.
In other news, if you aren't following Mr. Doodle on Instagram, you are unAmerican. He's doing vlogs on there now and they are very informative.
And now, your Puppies Pictures & Distractions:
Mr. Pants slept over. Hashtag they woke up like dis.
Quinn's going away party before he off and moved to China.
Snuggle time with Mr. Doodle.
*****Stranger Picture of the Week
From Michelle: "I call this 'The Two Sides of Winter.' First, my daughter Alice casually sipping her designer hot chocolate in a cute coat, looking good. Then there's my son Gordon—Gordon is clearly DONE with winter."
Crap to distract you from whatever you're supposed to be doing: